People in the Middle Ages, draw cards to get promoted

Even though it is the end of summer, the temperature in the Holy Land can still reach a terrifying high temperature of nearly forty degrees during the day, and the scorching yellow sand can even directly fry food.

Andreas, who returned from outside the tent, did not shed a drop of sweat.

He was even shivering slightly, as if he hadn't recovered from a serious illness, his face was frighteningly pale.

"Sir, are you alright?"

The clerk's face was full of worry: "Do you want to ask Father Matthew to come over and have a look? He has been studying medicine with Bishop Ulding before."

Andreas is a very upright guard officer. During the few months when Alandele was in power, he arranged many trivial matters properly, which was unanimously approved by Alandele's clergy.

The clerk was worried from the bottom of his heart.

Andreas waved his hands weakly: "I'm fine, you guys leave with the documents to be approved first, I want to be alone for a while."

"Okay, call the guards anytime you need anything."

"I will."

Watching the clerk and the others leave, Andreas opened his sleeves, and saw two deep blood holes on his arms that were particularly eye-catching, but the blood inside seemed to have solidified, with no intention of flowing out .

He bandaged himself expressionlessly, the process was a little absent-minded, and he seemed to have great restraint. After a long time, he breathed a sigh of relief and put down the rolled-up sleeves.

He looked at the shrine in the camp, and silently drew a sign of the cross on his chest: "God, I want to confess to you, I am guilty"

He clasped his hands together, put them to his mouth, and prayed in a low voice.

He didn't expect Heavenly Father to forgive him, but he never thought of falling into darkness.

Even if it was doomed, he still wanted to try to struggle.

"It's useless, since you've become a vampire, you should embrace the blood obediently."

A charming female voice sounded behind Andreas.

He turned his head suddenly, and what he saw was a charming woman with wheat-colored skin and long brown hair. She was wearing a very revealing gauze skirt, and she had an aura that was both familiar and strange to him.

It was the smell of blood.

But it is not new, with a stale smell like when a room that has been dusty for many years has been rediscovered.

Bloody ripples appeared in Andreas' pupils.

"who are you?"

"Don't be nervous, one of us. We met in Hebron."

The woman's movements were a bit frivolous. She sat on a chair beside her, put her legs together and put them on the table, revealing a large piece of smooth and delicate skin with a little fluff. The way she looked at Andreas Envy is implied.

No one knew better than she what Coors's first embrace meant.

Andreas recalled for a while, and found that this woman was indeed familiar.

The woman smiled and said, "Just call me Julia. I used to be the widow of Baron Henus and a vassal of the Marquis."

"However, that's all before. Now, I'm just serving Lord Lothar and Lord Coors as a vampire, and I'm responsible for dealing with some things on the dark side that are not convenient for adults to deal with."

Andreas frowned: "For example?"

"Listen to the corner and explore some secrets."

fine…

For a brief moment, Andreas feared that he had been serving a great villain all along.

Even so, he still will not change his loyalty to Lothar.

But that would inevitably plunge him into deep pain.

Julia put a glass wine bottle on the table: "By the way, Lady Stephanie, I killed it."

Andreas' eyes widened.

Seeing his unbelievable expression, Julia sneered and said, "I'm afraid you don't know that it was Countess Stephanie who attacked our lord first, but it just failed. Don't you allow your lord to fight back?"

"Of course not."

Andreas stammered, "I just never learned about it."

"Heh, you are still far from truly understanding adults, but you are lucky. Starting today, you are qualified to get in touch with more."

A hint of fascination and fear flashed in Julia's eyes, and every time she thought of the terrifying figure sitting on the lord's throne with a magic dragon dancing wildly behind her, she would feel a warm current flowing from her lower body.

It's a pity that the adults looked at me and never appreciated it.

"What are you doing here?"

Andreas felt as if he had crossed a threshold and was about to learn more about the adult's secrets. This made him look forward to it, but he subconsciously developed a trace of resistance—if the adult is actually a man-eating demon, what should he do? what to do?
Is he really going to fall into hell and become the devil's minion?

"You have just been transformed into a vampire and need real human blood as nourishment."

Julia pointed to the wine bottle on the table: "Don't worry, the source of this bottle of blood is an evil desert bandit, that knight named Ulm, who was arrested by your colleagues."

Andreas was immediately drawn to the cork-sealed wine bottle and couldn't take his eyes off it.

He swallowed with a grunt.

"I, I can't accept it."

"Cut, what are you pretending to be?"

Julia said angrily: "Since you have chosen this path, do you think you have room for repentance? Isn't it just drinking blood every few days? It can be exchanged for a healthy body and a long life. Such a good thing, even the king of a country will be tempted!"

Seeing that Andreas was still hesitant, Julia had a smirk on her face, and with a bang, she picked up the cork with her thumb, and the faint smell of blood immediately diffused.

Andreas' eyes immediately turned red.

He tried his best to restrain himself, and couldn't stop chanting "blessed by the Almighty Father", "blessed by St. Michael, blessed by St. Gabriel", "blessed by St. Maria", but when he came back to his senses, there was already a sound coming from his mouth. A strong iron smell.

The empty bottle fell to the ground with a bang.

The unprecedented sense of comfort made him feel ecstatic, as if every cell was jumping for joy!
He looked at Julia opposite in astonishment, she was smiling happily at the moment: "While talking about Heavenly Father, while drinking human blood, if Heavenly Father is really alive, I'm afraid I will be very angry when I see this scene Let the thunder strike you to death."

"How...how come?"

Andreas stared blankly at the shards of broken bottles on the ground.

Julia said with some pity, but also some sarcasm: "No one really thinks that they can restrain their physical instincts, right? Some things, once touched, will never get rid of in this life."

"How can a person who can't stand the temptation dare to hope that he has superhuman willpower?"

"It's ridiculous."

Andreas wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth in despair: "I want to be alone."

"Okay, but from now on, the two of us will be partners. I will still be in charge of the inner guard entrusted to me by Lord Coors. This is a special team specializing in espionage. I call him 'Shadow of Darkness', you If you need any information, feel free to contact me."

Andreas gave a absent-minded "Yeah", and when he came back to his senses, he found that Julia had disappeared without a trace—although his potential was better than that of a local vampire like Julia But it doesn't mean that he, a newcomer, can rival Julia now.

As a newborn among vampires.

He's not even close.

At this time.

There was a noisy movement outside, and the entire camp seemed to be boiling, with countless people shouting loudly.

"What's happening? Why is it so chaotic outside?"

He hurried out of the tent and asked in a hurry.

"I heard that the lord is back!"

The guard at the door had a look of joy on his face: "Sir, do we want to greet him?"

Andreas was stunned for a while, perhaps because he had drank blood, his head was sober as never before. Hearing this, he shook his head and said, "No, the order is given. Everyone stays in their camp safely. People are not allowed to leave without permission."

A camp of tens of thousands of people must not become chaotic!

For whatever reason!
...

After the order was passed on, it could be said that there were many complaints. The hard work of the past few days made these soldiers eagerly look forward to the arrival of a carnival. They didn't necessarily all want to see Lothar, but more to make use of it.

They want a banquet with good wine, good food, singing and dancing too much.

But there are also a considerable number of citizens, peasants and soldiers directly under Lothar, who are really happy about this.

People at the bottom are not easy to be fooled, on the contrary, because they are always bullied, for those at the top, a trivial matter can crush them to death like a mountain, so they are full of doubts about everything.

But seeing a prosperous and hopeful life cannot be faked.

There is more and more surplus grain in the warehouse. Even if the war breaks out, Transjordan still only collects part of the grain tax that should be collected during the war according to the rules, and the originally stipulated tax-free part is still exempted.

This is the most important point.

Officials in Transjordan are well-mannered.

They won't suddenly take away the food you've worked so hard to grind into flour and bake into bread, and they'll say it's a new tax imposed by the lord, and they won't suddenly take away your daughter who is about to get married , claiming that the lord has the right of first night for all the women in the territory.

"Long live Master Lothar!"

"Welcome Master Lothar back to Hebron!"

The roadside was crowded with welcoming crowds, who enthusiastically waved their arms towards Lothar. Some girls even held flowers picked in a hurry and rode on the back of "Eclipse", appearing to be one size taller than ordinary people. The intercepted Lothar was thrown away.

The corners of Jeanna's lips curled up slightly, and she said to Lothar, "It's just a great triumph, my lord, if you paint some red paint on your face, and then drive on the chariot, it will be even more lifelike."

"Not far."

Lothar kept a straight face, trying to show his majesty.

He had been away from the Holy Land for so long, but why was he more popular when he came back?

Lothar thought to himself, it is probably his own citizens who are really afraid that they will not come back after going to Constantinople. At that time, it will not matter whether it is broken by pagans or replaced by a Christian lord. what they want to see.

Lothar accepted Andreas's suggestion, instead of going to the barracks immediately, he went around the city first to show his fellow citizens that he had returned, and then left the city from the other end, and went to the barracks.

Outside the huge camp, there were dense crowds of nobles and knights who greeted him.

Baron Argonne was dressed very flamboyantly, his plate armor was decorated with flowers, and there were a few feathers of peacocks, swans, and wild geese stuck on the crown of his helmet. The nickname "Knight".

After all, he is Lothar's most loyal vassal. He ordered a full set of refined plate armor at a preferential price from the blacksmith workshop of Marles. Even in the entire Holy Land, its exquisiteness is considered top-notch, not inferior to Raymond's And Godfrey's set.

When he saw Lothar, he stepped forward immediately, then knelt on the ground on one knee, and stretched out his hands respectfully to Lothar.

Lothar had no choice but to hand him his hand in accordance with the custom, and let him kiss the personal ring on his finger that was used to stamp the document.